This is a large pulley made by sandwiching rubber between two old CDs.

I found some wine.

More wine.

Wine!

Wine...

And in fact, I really do think that it is this century that is going to begin to marry biology and psychology.

Bring wine.

Candles? Wine?

I have wine.

Heated wine.

Some wine.

Some wine? Why not?

Here's the vermouth.

There's the wine, you see?

You like wine?

I drank the wine.

The boss's private stock...

You put it in the wine?

A sip of wine!

Didn't like the vintage?

It's the wine cellar.

Huh? Oh, no.

It's good wine.

Just like wine.

Waiter, the wine. The wine.

Glass of wine?

Hisham, pour the wine.

Hey, Giulio, the wine.

Bring out some wine.

A cup of wine?

Sweet mulled wine.

I only drink water.

More wine!

That'd be fine.

Easy on the vermouth.

Some sparkling wine!

Here's the wine.

Wine for our new guest.

It's the local wine.

Give me some wine.

You like some wine?

He was sitting drinking wine.

Wine reflects your psychological state.

And that wine! Uh huh.

We're always looking for wines.